Platinum (All That Glitters #3)(38)

“Yes. That’s all great, but he can’t have all your time. I haven’t even seen you the past couple of weeks.”

It was true. Since Trihn had met Damon’s mom, she and Damon had been spending all their time together. It was as if the term girlfriend had flipped the switch between them. Trihn knew that she should be cautious, waiting for the other shoe to drop or for someone to pull the rug out from under her. Damon was the rebound one-night stand guy after all. Yet she couldn’t help from jumping feetfirst into this scary endeavor all over again. Her heart was on the line, but when she was with Damon, her worries would disappear. And it felt good to just be with him.

“I’ve still been around,” Trihn argued. “Plus, you practically live at E’s house.”

“Whatever. Just get dressed. Stacia and Maya are coming, too.”

“Maya is coming?” Trihn asked in disbelief. “She got out of work?”

“I think she had a date with some football player. Drayton?”

Trihn laughed. Of course Maya would actually follow through on dating the guy she’d randomly picked up at the bar at the start of school. “Really? So, she has the night off for a date, and she’s meeting us afterward?”

“No, she’s canceling. This is an opportunity she couldn’t pass up, and you can’t either. So, go get dressed!”

“Are you at least going to tell me what we’re doing?” Trihn asked.

“Something that shows I obviously love you.”

Trihn raised her eyebrows and waited. She wasn’t about to give up her own date with Damon for nothing.

Bryna seemed to realize that Trihn wasn’t budging. She sighed dramatically and then pulled out a set of tickets from her purse. She flashed them in front of Trihn, who bounded out of her seat and snatched them up.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! You do love me! Chloe Avana tickets? First row!” she squealed.

“Yeah. Keep it down.”

“But you hate Chloe!”

“But you love Chloe.”

“And you love me,” Trihn said, wrapping her arms around Bryna. “How did you get these? I thought they were sold out.”

Bryna shook her head. “Do you know who I am?”

“Bryna Turner. Did you call your hotshot director dad or your big-time movie-star ex-boyfriend? I’m still swooning over Gates, you know? Gates Hartman!”

“Yes, I know. Gates is…whatever. He wouldn’t have gotten them for me. He and Chloe don’t talk anymore. I just have connections. No woman ever tells all her secrets. You’ve just been spending so much time with the new boyfriend, and I wanted some girl time.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Trihn said. “We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend. We’re taking it slow.”

“Slow f*cking sucks,” Bryna deadpanned.

“Well…not that slow.”

“So, you’re f*cking,” she said with a grin.

“You’re so crude, Bri.”

Bryna shrugged, as if that was the most obvious thing anyone had ever said.

“But, yes, we’re sleeping together.”

“Good. Everyone needs a good f*ck. Who knew rebound dude would turn into f*ck buddy slash boyfriend material?”

Trihn shook her head and handed the tickets back to Bryna. “You’re ridiculous. You thought your boyfriend was gay the entire time you knew him, and now, you guys are together. If we want to talk about weird things, let’s start with E.”

“Or not.”

Trihn grinned. “I’m going to change. Can’t wait.”




An hour later, all four girls were dressed to kill and on their way to the Chloe Avana concert at the MGM Grand Garden Arena. Bryna had rented a limo, and as soon as they were seated in the back, Maya popped open a bottle of champagne. Bubbly was passed around, and they toasted to the epic girls’ night to follow.

Trihn had called Damon earlier to cancel when she found out about the tickets. He hadn’t minded, especially since she’d sounded so excited. He’d said that he’d been called into Posse, but since they’d planned a date, he’d turned it down. Hopefully, he would be able to still work tonight now that he was free. He’d told her not to worry about it, and with first-row tickets to her favorite artist’s concert about to happen with her best friends, she was definitely heeding his advice.

Their limo pulled up to the front of the MGM Grand, and the girls walked through the lobby and into the packed arena. Nearly seventeen-thousand people were seated within the venue, already screaming their heads off for Chloe’s sold-out show.

Trihn was dazzled by the immense crowd. She had been to sold-out shows at Madison Square Garden at home, and this venue had the same vibe—exhilarating, heart-pounding, and hypnotic. It was a shot of adrenaline straight through the system. Nothing was better than thousands of people all endorphin-doping on the same music high.

When they made it past the last barrier to their front-row seats, Maya grabbed Trihn’s hand. She was practically bouncing up and down. “I can’t believe this is real life.”

“Every day in the life of Bryna Turner,” Trihn said, flipping her hair.

Maya laughed. “She’s the best.”

“Definitely.”

“Can you guys believe these seats?” Stacia screamed. She threw her hands in the air and danced in a circle. “I don’t care who you had to blow to get these seats. I totally approve.”